FRONT PAGE
Donald Trump is like one of those balloons in Macey's Thanksgiving Day parades--gaseous, hard to control, and potentially dangerous.
BACK PAGE
Sorry, Bruce, but your sun has set. Morphing from a whiny male of sixty-five into a gushing, publicity-hungry female of forty-five has a limited page life.
OBITUARY
The Duggar fantasy of reality is dead and buried, but it will be ressurected before God and Man some day soon when one of the kids writes a tell-all book.
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